If it were up to me, I would put in jail every sandal-wearing, scruffy-bearded weirdo who burns the American flag. But I am not king..

Everywhere I go, somebody is staring at me. I don't know if people are staring because they recognize me or because they think I'm a weirdo..

I'm a weirdo magnet, but I'm handling it better than I used to..

Everybody thinks I'm the weirdo in the family..

Changing is for weirdos..